A Billionaire for Christmas: Billionaire Boss, #2.5

By Lisa M. Miller

I'm spending Christmas with my parents. It's the first real vacation I'm taking for a while. When I drove into the small town in the mountains my parents have retried to, I didn't expect to meet someone like her. Least of all be attracted to her. She's the small-town girl-next-door guys like me should stay away from. Why? Because they're our kryptonite. They suck us in and make us feel things.

The highlight of my year is the Christmas charity event, this year I've been able to be more hands-on than ever before. When Patrick walked into the restaurant I work, I knew I was in trouble. You can't change guys like Patrick, they work too hard and you'll always come second to them. Tell my body that. She didn't get the memo.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lisa M. Miller
• Release date: Aug 14, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223072324

Lisa M. Miller

Lisa M. Miller is a UK based contemporary romance author. She loves her Billionaire boys best. Lisa loves to read when she is not busy writing. You can follow her on social media on the following: IG @lmmillerbooks TikTok @lisammillerbooks

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1

Patrick

I’ve always loved the drive from Seattle to my parents. I’ve not been with the family for several years for Christmas, always using work as an excuse. With Dad’s health problems earlier this year Mom wanted to make sure I’d be here this Christmas. Driving has forced me to not work the whole time. I laugh to myself looking at my phone as another e-mail pops onto my screen. Okay, I guess not working as much.

I decided to leave in the middle of the night knowing the roads would be quieter that way and so far, the peace and quiet is relaxing, just what I need. It’s a long drive but I love nothing more. I’ve always found something eerily comforting about driving through the night.

After spending hours on the road and stopping every couple of hours for coffee, I see the snow on the mountains ahead of me. Mom and Dad retired here ten years ago or so. Well, I say retired, Dad is still a board member, but nothing hands on. We always used to come here for the holidays when I was younger, so it made the most sense that they’d want to retire here. I just wish it wasn’t quite so far.

As I drive through town it’s now late afternoon and some of the shops are still open. This place is as small town as you can imagine. It takes you all of about fifteen minutes to drive round the whole town. Maggie’s Diner is the only place to serve a decent cup of coffee. You have the hardware store across the road, which always seems to be open. The town hall is in the middle of town with a park in the middle. I swear this place was made just so everyone knows what everyone is doing. Everyone knows each other and is ready to help each other without a second thought.

My family holds a fundraiser every year since they moved here for the local children’s charity, and if I know my mom at all, she’s going to want me to help in some capacity. What she doesn’t know is every year I give one of the highest donations. My dad gives the highest.

I pull up outside Maggie’s Diner and walk towards the counter. Maggie is standing pouring a coffee but smiles at me as I walk towards her.

Hey there, Patrick. You taking a seat, or are you on the go?

Hey Maggie, on the go. I still need to get to the cabin then I’m having dinner with Dad.

Your dad said you were going to be here for the holidays. He’s still surprised you’re staying the whole time.

Everyone in town loves my dad.

Yeah. I think my mom might have had something to say about that if I didn’t turn up. I know I have an edge to my voice, but I can’t help it. I’m used to living in the city and not knowing who my neighbours are. This small-town life is not for me.

They miss you, that's all.

I take a twenty dollar bill out of my wallet and hand it to Maggie, turning to leave.

Patrick Jacobs, you know damn well that coffee is nowhere near this. You may be used to paying this for a black coffee, but not here you don’t.

I smile to myself and walk out. Keep the mask in place Patrick.

I get back in my Land Rover and pull out onto Main Street heading straight to the road that leads